66: Lady Ely's night [pt3] R-18

"M-Master, am I doing…ugh…alright?"

Amane watched a pair of trembling eyes begging her for release. Ely's hands also shook as they rubbed Amane's breasts and her neck with soap. Those fleeting touches made Amane's skin tingle.

"What is enough, my dear pet? I do not think you have cleaned me up properly. Look, I am still all dirty here."

Amane held her breasts up and watched as Ely gulped down in nervousness. Ely looked horny and beyond wet with the vibrator up her pussy. Her panties were wet and ruined and Amane could see under her skirt from her current position of lying in the tub.

'It was such a good idea to force Ely to wear this maid costume. It is making her look even more lewd.'

What a view Ely made. Her pussy was wet which soaked her thighs and made her black skirt translucent. Her perky nipples were standing at attention and begging to be played with. Her breasts also looked like they would spill out of her small uniform at any time.